Subah rajesh ne phone kar ke bola kuch dino ki baat hai tum mare yaahan rook jao Dimple ko akale daar lagta hai. Thik hai main raah jata hoon 8 baje m...in office chala gaya mera phir 2 baje bhabhi ne phone kiya aur boli sabji lane jana hai main ne kaha thik hai 6 baje chalte hain. Bhabhi ko bool diya ki mare ghar se mera dress le aana office ki dress main bazaar nahin jainge. Shaam ko mai 5.20 baje dimple bhabhi ke ghar chala gaya bhabhi ne mera dress le aai thi mai bathroom mai ja kar dress. And… well… I was speaking to them." I babble drunkenly."You're drunk." You state. "Now get over here because you have been a very naughty little girl and Daddy does not appreciate liars or when you get yourself in such a state." But...Daddy.." I begin, before you cut me off with a severe look in your eyes and I know not to try and argue.I start to cross the floor to where you are sitting on the sofa tugging at my short black skirt and adjusting my top to where my cleavage is very obviously on. Because of my self confidence my father likes me so much. My uncles and aunts want their children to be like me. But only thing that hurts me is when my parents visit me, sri never spend time with them. He says what to talk to them, I don’t have any topic or I feel uncomfortable.. How to understand him. The quarrel starts there. As I am forcing him to give respect to my parents and talk to them, he started developing some sort of difference with them and started blaming them or making fun of my. For fucking it up. For leaving. For not being here for Lance. For being who I used to be, a stupid little girl who needed to grow the fuck up.’ She trailed off into a whisper with the last few words, letting go of my hands, she stood and walked to where she was earlier, facing away from me. I stood and walked behind her, holding her from behind ‘I forgave you a long time ago Dani, but this means a lot. Thank you. Since you came back into his life though, you’ve been good, you’ve been a good Mum.